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...gang aft wa-a-a-y agley!
Mar. 9th, 2012 11:53 pmWhen the time came to call someone to help clear the furniture from the ground floor of the house and help stow it in a corner of the basement, we turned to the same outfit that so expeditiously removed my late mother's baby grand piano from the house. I am still amazed at how smoothly and efficiently that operation went.
However, things have apparently changed at the company, and the guy who came over yesterday to look at what needed to be moved and where it was going to be moved to—and who Galina insists was three sheets to the wind, although I could smell nothing on his breath—returned an hour or so later to make excuses about how various members of his crew were unavailable, and that the job could be done no earlier than Monday.
My concern that his "unavailable" excuse actually meant this fellow could not round up any casual labor from any of the places around Glen Cove where such labor can be found (which is not what I expected from this company) was outweighed only by having to come up with a "plan B" and to warn the tenant—who was to have taken possession of the joint tomorrow—that some of our stuff will still be in the house should he have plans to be moving in.
Fortunately, the tenant is not on any kind of critical path to be in the house and settled down over the weekend, and we were able to find some guys who will do what needs to be done in that time frame. So while the tenant is comfortable with the unfolding situation, our schedule has now been shifted. Our departure is now delayed until Sunday afternoon at the earliest, which has the distinct advantage of our not attempting to drive to and through The City on a Monday morning, but will likely add the cost of a night's lodging to our travel costs. Too, the bulk of our travel will unavoidably occur on weekdays, where it might potentially interfere with incoming work.
However, there's nothing else to do, except chalk it up to experience. The milk's been spilled and we've moved mops and buckets to the scene. Onward!
Cheers...
However, things have apparently changed at the company, and the guy who came over yesterday to look at what needed to be moved and where it was going to be moved to—and who Galina insists was three sheets to the wind, although I could smell nothing on his breath—returned an hour or so later to make excuses about how various members of his crew were unavailable, and that the job could be done no earlier than Monday.
My concern that his "unavailable" excuse actually meant this fellow could not round up any casual labor from any of the places around Glen Cove where such labor can be found (which is not what I expected from this company) was outweighed only by having to come up with a "plan B" and to warn the tenant—who was to have taken possession of the joint tomorrow—that some of our stuff will still be in the house should he have plans to be moving in.
Fortunately, the tenant is not on any kind of critical path to be in the house and settled down over the weekend, and we were able to find some guys who will do what needs to be done in that time frame. So while the tenant is comfortable with the unfolding situation, our schedule has now been shifted. Our departure is now delayed until Sunday afternoon at the earliest, which has the distinct advantage of our not attempting to drive to and through The City on a Monday morning, but will likely add the cost of a night's lodging to our travel costs. Too, the bulk of our travel will unavoidably occur on weekdays, where it might potentially interfere with incoming work.
However, there's nothing else to do, except chalk it up to experience. The milk's been spilled and we've moved mops and buckets to the scene. Onward!
Cheers...
